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beaversnatch

Will the real Beaversnatch, please stand up!

About Me

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Add to My Profile | More VideosBorn Baby Boy Beverage Snatch, of four and twenty Blackbird Close (his parents were indecisive) Beaversnatch lived on a quiet little bumpy lane in the middle of nowhere, on the outskirts of a make believe city called Meagreville. His parents were unemployed, and scabbing benefits to make up for all the fines that they had acquired through stealing and other petty crimes. His father, Colin Snatch, an aging stoner with a violent streak and a taste for the older women, was no role model. His mum, Hilda Snatch, pre-marriage Hilda Yoofakkingwot was a prostitute bought by Colin for five pounds by that old man we’ve all seen down the market, with the slanted black hair and the topsy-turvy moustache. She never spoke a word of English as long as Beaversnatch could remember. She wasn’t foreign, just smacked out of her tiny brain on artificial colourings. Some would say that young Beav never had a chance, never had a chance, never had a chance. For more about Beav, keep posted to his blogs.A WORD FROM MY SPONSERS


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Member Since: 4/26/2007
Band Members: Beav works on his own in a small and dusty town called tickertown passway. He has had help from others though and wishes to give a big shout out to them now. "Shout out to my peeps on the streets! the stu, the big nun, to tastic, the gatchi, all keeping it real wid me back in the day."SONIC THE HEDGEHOG ANYONE???
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Influences: Pimp Music. The one with the beat that goes dum dum dum dum dum dum. Beck. Unclemunklefunkle.The drunkened rantings of that philosopher, Fellacio i think he's called, you know the one who wrote the inciteful "Mr Windrift Acid Feak" (keep posted to the blog!). Count Basie. Public Enemy. FLC. NKOTB. TMNT. ABC. ACDC. Run DMC. Ella Fitzgerald. Andy C. Scatman John. The bloke from the halifax adverts, is it Howard? Ed Wood. Tony Clifton. Chemical Brothers (Checkout this Chemical Brothers Vid - By Hag Films) Hag Films have been a great influence too with their honest imput and cracking music vids. Without them i never would have had such a chance.It Doesn't Matter - HAG films

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Sounds Like: Dont ask me. Hear it from the experts. "Strawberries decaying over a pit of catcuss in digital format!" Vernon Kaye, T4. "The deformed mutant test tube grown son of Aphex Twin, Alvin and The Chipmunks, The Venga Boys and that small bloke out of that band with the instruments, you know, The ones." Vernan Kaye, BBC Radio 1. "It(s) like a last ditch attempt to revolutionise the music industry armed only with a Commodore 64 and a hair drier." Vernon Kaye, ITV.
Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: None

My Blog

The World Above my Pond

So I sat beneath my pond And I wished for a better day, When the stars and stripes were not so bold And Channel 4 was not so gay.
Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:27:00 PST

OUSTING GORDAN BROWN

Who's with me?? Gordon - Cant Run A Country- Brown is easy pickings dont you think? So lets take this opportunity to oust him and get a proper leader in - i was thinking someone who a) was working cl...
Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 09:41:00 PST

Mr Windrift Acid Freak by Fellacio (an excerpt) #2

    Once firmly wedged up the tall tree of doubt, poverty and dispair, I began to realise that all that glitters was not gold, but was on the ground. I tried two new things in my journe...
Posted by beaversnatch on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 07:29:00 PST

Flat Cap Sack

Flat Cap SackI know a man who wears a cap,He rents a flat,He owns a sack.He owns a sack? Well, why is that?He owns a sack for drowning cats.
Posted by beaversnatch on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 10:51:00 PST

Life Story

    From a very early age I had strong suspisions that i would wind up as a successful, rich, well known and as much loved superstar. I kneww too that one day i would be performing in o...
Posted by beaversnatch on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 07:08:00 PST

An Ode To Node.

An Ode To Node by I. Beverage Snatch.Whatever is life? Why ever is life?Whatever are we supposed to do with our lives?Whatever you're told, just feel honoured to knowJust how lucky it is that you are ...
Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:15:00 PST

Thought of the day

and so i sat in my bath, and minds imagery was compelling me back from the sing-song of life and tempting me to bite a chunk off of that grey old battenburg which was to be known as exsistence. nana a...
Posted by beaversnatch on Tue, 01 May 2007 10:12:00 PST

Interlude : Mr Windrift Acid Freak by Fellacio (an excerpt)

Year 14Day 27 I took a change of direction today. I needed to find out what the blue lagoon sounded like from the tonsil of one of those tangerine mandelines, especially as all that cooked over by th...
Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:38:00 PST

Part 6 .: The Sad Part

When he turned eighteen, he had a son who had a serious defection, and he aged really quickly. Some times it would be hardly noticeable, and then the next day he could have leapt forward about eight y...
Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:21:00 PST

Part 4 .: My Own Private Shawshank

He turned to drugs and illegal raves and gangs and guns and sex and murder and death, like so many of our kids are doing today but at least he was enjoying himself, for the first time ever. Soon he es...
Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:15:00 PST